Wednesday, February 27, 2008

[ Editor's note: the second Nostalgia Friday has been delayed due to technical problems, namely the editor not double-checking her technical proficiency in NikonScan and the process of "saving." Stay tuned for more updates! ]

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

In technical execution, this photo is quite terrible (in my defense, the lighting and wall decor were also quite terrible and not really helping me out).

But it's my photo blog and I'll post of I want to and I like both girls' reactions to the guy approaching to ask one of them to dance. This is one of the first photos I took at the MU Ballroom Dance Club's Valentine's Day Ball:

I was at the MU Ballroom Dance Club's Valentine's Day Ball on Sunday evening, working on my "Interaction" assignment, and I saw this girl. I liked that it was a sort of "anti-interaction," even though it's a somewhat cliched scenario. A few minutes later, I saw from across the room that a retired professor of Accounting had engaged her in a waltz.

Friday, February 15, 2008

I've decided that Friday posts will showcase photos that have a bit more of a story behind them and that are a bit nearer and dearer to my heart. While browsing a folder this afternoon in search of another image, I came across a bunch of photographs from my days at The Daily Free Press (the independent student newspaper at Boston University).

Looking back, all the misery that accompanied the 40 unpaid hours I spent there every week was totally, completely, absolutely worth it. We worked hard and partied harder and grew to be one big, dysfunctional, loving family. I can trace the roots of some of my best friendships to life at 842 Commonwealth Avenue. The photo below has always been one of my favorite:

Here we are, the members of the editorial board, sitting around the light table in the production room waiting for the last issue of the newspaper to upload to the publisher. It was about 8:00 a.m., no one had slept much in the past few weeks, our GPAs were in shambles, and our roommates had probably forgotten what we even looked like.

But, with champagne chilling in the microfridge, some of the world's most poorly-made cigars ready to be lit, and the end in sight at last, we were happy.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

This is Stuart, one of my favorite colleagues from my time photographing hockey in Boston and, more recently, bumming around the dirt at Fenway Park:

Here we see the plucky Boston Herald photographer around 4:45 p.m., just arrived to cover the ALCS game between Boston and Cleveland on October 13, 2007. With media dining his next planned stop, Stu, as we can see, is happy.

[Editor's note: what we see inside Stu's nose is the inside of Stu's nostril. No more, no less.]

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But here is our friend Stu about nine hours later, around 1:40 a.m., during the 11th inning. It was extremely cold and the Red Sox were going through their 3rd or 4th pitching change of the inning en-route to losing by seven runs (which is lame because the game had managed to stay tied for more than a quarter of a day). Stu, as we can see, is not so happy (few Bostonians were):

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

The Rev. Carl Lewis mingles with the congregation in the sanctuary of Columbia's Second Missionary Baptist Church after Sunday's three-hour service. The Rev. Lewis is one of several assistant pastors supporting Senior Pastor Rev. Clyde Ruffin at the church and also works on its "heath and wellness" outreach ministry. By both teaching the congregation about various aspects of health-related issues and by visiting church members at home to work with medical and spiritual needs, the Rev. Lewis and Phyllis Golden, also a part of the ministry, work to make both the body and the soul better. [Feb. 3, 2008]

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One of our first assignments in Fundamentals of Photojournalism was an icebreaker assignment, where we had to meet and photograph at least 10 subjects (basic, clean portraits) and produce a layout of our final images. This was my favorite shot from my project. I thought this was an awesome assignment to help get me back in the photo groove. I was amazed by the improvements I made from my first shots to my last in just a week. Also, I think the photo looks a bit weird online - it definitely looks better when printed out on matte paper.

Behind the camera

Bostonian by heart and Iowan by blood, but giving the south a try in Dallas, Texas. Graduate of Boston University's photojournalism program (COM '06) and a recently minted Master through the University of Missouri's photojournalism program.

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